How very kind of you. I'm twenty one you know. (again)
My sister, the little monkey, sent me a card with a huge spider on the front. Husband produced a most beautiful card covered in flowers and glitter. He always writes a long, loving essay in French on the back, which always makes me happy.
One of the cats (Murphy) has been sick on the hall carpet, a true feline Birthday gift.
Unfortunately, I had to have several blood tests this morning at a local surgery, and the lovely nurse, Jayne, kept taking one ampoule after another until I reckoned I must be nearly empty, so I've had a nice long nap to recover.